"Wait a minute, this is a big misunderstanding!" you started backing up towards the door you walked in from, frantically searching the walls for an emergency switch.
A set of metallic arms with restraints at the ends burst from the wall and started homing in on you. After dodging them, you managed to get to the other side of the room. Unfortunately, that meant you were far too distracted to notice the second set of restraints that attached themselves onto your ankles.
"Please! Help me! I'm not a woman!" you shouted.
As you were hoisted into the air and hung upside down, your shirt was pulled over your head, and after the first set of restraints got onto your wrists, the same was done with your pants, socks and underwear. Naked as the day you were born, you were brought over to an area of the room with a depressed floor, and you soon realized why, because walls sprung up and a showerhead came out of the wall. You were sprayed down, your body covered in a flowery smelling soap and scrubbed to within an inch of your life, which ended with all your body hair circling the drain.
Your hair was washed, and once it was over, you were dried by in-wall dryers, before you were placed into a fluffy pink bathrobe, slippers, and your hair wrapped up in a towel. You were placed into a chair, with similar wrist and ankle restraints, and you thought the nightmare was finally over.
"Is someone monitoring this? There's been a mix-up! I need help!" you shouted, once more futilely.
"Don't worry, Devin, your pampering has only just begun. Now it is time to start..." the feminine voice from the speaker started.
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